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hayleythesugarbowl · 5 months ago

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spencer agnew!

him and his partner are long distance and he surpises them and shows up

Birthday Wishes || Spencer Agnew x reader

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summary: you and spencer have been long distance for some time now, and he decides he wants to do something special and surprise you for your birthday

word count: 3.2k

warnings: mild language

a/n: ahh i’m so sorry this took me so long to get to but i hope you enjoy it!! i love writing for spencer sm 🎀🫶 also it’s still the 19th where i live so happy bday courtney!! 🎉

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“Do you think green is my color?”

“Hello to you too, Spencer,” you spoke into the phone you balanced on your shoulder as you tied your hair up in a towel.

“Hey, small talk can wait. This is a fashion emergency,” Spencer’s voice filled your ear as you wrapped another towel around your body, fiddling with the edges to keep it in place.

“Alright,” you said, “That’s enough Project Runway for you.”

“It’s a good show!”

You giggled, shifting Spencer to your other ear.

“So,” he continued, “What are you doing right now?”

“Right now? Well, I just took a shower and now I’m talking to you,” you told him.

“I don’t want to be one of those guys, but, damn without me?”

“I’m hanging up,” you giggled. “And like you’d fly hundreds of miles just to shower with me.”

“You’d be surprised,” his voice took on a teasing tone, “I do have those frequent flier miles just waiting to be used.”

You and Spencer had been long distance for about two months now. You’d agreed to stay together even though you were going to be moving across the country.

You’d met your boyfriend at work about nine months ago. You’d both been working at Smosh when you began dating and it all took off from there.

First dates, anniversaries, you getting a job opportunity in New York, and now this. Talking to Spencer on the phone no less than three times a day.

It had killed you to leave him. But you’d agreed that this was the best option for both of you. Spencer was almost more invested in your career than you were and you really appreciated him for being so willing to make things work for you.

Now, you set your phone down on the counter and pressed speaker phone as you began to moisturize.

“Don’t you have something better to use those on than one shower?”

“Hey, don’t think this is all about you,” Spencer said. “Your shower has jets. Who wouldn’t fly across the county to use that thing.”

You laughed, rolling your eyes playfully even though Spencer couldn’t actually see you.

“Plus,” he continued, his voice becoming more serious, “I’d get to kiss you.”

And there it was. The one thing you couldn’t do while you and Spencer were miles and miles apart.

No more forehead kisses after a long day at work. No more long embraces that smelled like him. No touching at all.

God, you missed him so much. There was only so much that technology could do.

You sank down on to the counter, letting your elbows prop you up.

“(Y/n), you still there? You’re not watching Runway without me, are you?”

You attempted a weak chuckle. “I wouldn’t dream of it.”

As if sensing your sudden deflation Spencer asked you, “Hey, are you ok?”

“I’m fine, Spence,” you said, tracing the pattern of the countertop with your fingertip as you talked, “I just miss you.”

“I know,” he sighed, “I miss you too. Really freaking bad.”

There was silence between you before Spencer said, “But hey, your birthday is coming up soon. Any plans?”

“Not yet.” You shrugged off his abrupt subject change.

You hadn’t really wanted to do anything for your birthday, not without Spencer. You had tried to squander your roommates attempts at throwing you a party multiple times.

You appreciated her efforts, but you kind of just felt like a quiet evening eating cake in your bathrobe.

“(Y/n), it’s not every day you turn 68,” Spencer teased, “You gotta celebrate these.”

“Very funny,” you deadpanned. “And you’re one to talk! On your last birthday you just came to work in your pajamas and made everyone obey that ‘Mountain Dew me’ button.”

“And that was a party! Some people got seriously hammered.”

“Sure,” you agreed, “If by people, you mean you. And by hammered, you mean sugar crashed.”

“Ok, I don’t get shower pics and you’re gonna start correcting me? I’m so out.”

“Wait,” you stopped him, “switch to FaceTime.”

You waited for the image of him to show up on your screen, pulling on the towel wrapped around your drying hair. Spencer’s face appeared suddenly and your heart leapt as you took him in.

He was laying in bed and had his head propped up on one arm, the other holding his phone in his hand as he smiled up at you.

His hair was tousled and he had his glasses on and he looked so damn sexy that you almost forgot what you were intending to do.

“Ok, if you want shower pics so badly…” You flipped your camera and began pretending to take rapid photos of the shower curtain behind you.

“You are so stupid,” Spencer laughed, rubbing his hand over his face before laying it behind his head again.

“And you’re gorgeous,” you said, flipping the camera back to front-facing.

“And you are working that towel.”

You rolled your eyes, walking out of the bathroom and carrying Spencer with you.

You plopped down on your bed, just opening your mouth to speak when you heard someone yell your name from the other side of the apartment.

“(Y/n)! I’m home! And these groceries aren’t going to put away themselves!” Your roommate called.

“That’s Layla,” you huffed, “I better go before she rearranges the whole fridge.”

“I’m going to pretend I’m not hurt,” Spencer clutched his chest in mock injury.

“I’ll call you later tonight, I promise,” you blew him a kiss and stood up from your bed. “I was just about to get dressed anyway.”

And by dressed, you meant your pajamas.

“Dang, I can’t believe I have to miss that,” he said. “‘Sure you can’t just put me on the night stand?”

“Pervert!” You stuck your tongue out at him.

“Woah,” Spencer held his arm up, “I just wanted to see your choice of clothing. You always know how to perfectly match patterns and textures with the undertones of —”

“No more fashion speak!” You giggled, “Goodbye, Spencer.”

“Bye, baby,” Spencer said softly, and the regret in his tone made it hard to hang up. “Love you.”

“Love you more,” you whispered before ending the call. You slumped down onto your bed, letting out a sigh.

“Thank god!”

You whipped around to see your roommate, Layla, standing in the doorway.

“I thought I was gonna have to end that.”

You shook your head at her as she came to sit down next to you on the bed.

“You still need help?” You asked her.

“Nah,” she waved it away, “You lovebirds took too long. If you weren’t so cute together, it’d be hella annoying.”

You smiled. You loved your roommate, brutal honesty and all.

“But now that we’re here, can we talk about your birthday?”

You opened your mouth to protest and she interrupted you.

“I know you’re going to say you don’t want to do anything but please just consider it. Your birthday’s in less than two weeks and you still haven’t let me plan a party.”

“I don’t know, Lay,” you said, for the hundredth time, “I’m just not in a party mood.”

“(Y/n), you can’t spend the rest of your life missing Spencer and talking to Spencer and thinking about Spencer. I get that you love him but maybe a little party would take your mind off things. And your boyfriend would want you to have a good time. What do you say?”

Your best friend had a point. You had been pretty preoccupied with Spencer when you weren’t working or sleeping.

And maybe she was right, maybe a little celebration was what you needed. Spencer had wanted you to do something for your special day.

Besides, your friend was trying to do something nice for you. And the more you thought about it, the more it sounded like it could be an enjoyable experience.

“Alright,” you told her, “Plan away.”

“That’s the spirit!” Layla beamed at you, grabbing your hand before bouncing out of the room, probably to go buy party supplies.

You laid back on the bed, smiling at the ceiling. You were actually excited for the party.

Your phone buzzed suddenly, and you reached across the comforter to grab it.

You had two texts from Spencer.

[Spencer] : wait i was actually serious about the green thing though!!

[Spencer] : i’m doing a merch shoot tomorrow and i need to know 🙏

You grinned at the screen, remembering the first part of your phone conversation.

[(Y/n)] : any color is your color babe

[(Y/n)] : but actually go with yellow

You waited for his reply to come, smiling when you read his messages.

[Spencer] : what would i do without you?

[Spencer] : k, i better go. i gotta hit the shower myself (jet-less)

[Spencer] : stay tuned for pics 😉

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Four days. It had been exactly four days since Spencer had stopped answering your calls.

He only responded to your messages with short, generic texts and whenever you asked if he could call he had somewhere he needed to be or something he needed to do.

You tried to be rational—maybe he really had gotten pretty busy at work lately—but you couldn’t stop yourself from worrying.

You looked at your reflection in the mirror, surveying your party outfit and running a hand through your hair, as you though not-so-party-like thoughts.

Today was your birthday and Spencer hadn’t called or even sent you a text. You tried not to let it get to you and instead look forward to the party that was probably already starting in the living room.

You took a deep breath and went to open your bedroom door, but it flew open before you reached the doorknob.

“There you are!” Layla greeted you with a smile, “C’mon, let’s get this party started!”

“Hey,” you put on a smile, trying to not think about Spencer. “I was just getting dressed.”

“Well, you look hot so let’s go,” she grabbed your arm and pulled you down the hall.

You were greeted by a decorated room with streamers and balloons and presents and partygoers milling about, talking and laughing.

You knew about half of the people that Layla had invited and you gave her credit for that—you didn’t know that many people in New York yet. Most of your friends were back in LA.

You got a sharp pain in your chest as you thought about your loved ones back home—especially Spencer.

“I present, the birthday bitch!” Layla announced with a dramatic flourish.

You couldn’t help grinning at her as all of the guests turned to look at you and began clapping.

“Thank you all so much for coming,” you addressed the room.

“And thank you,” you turned to your roommate, “for planning all of this.”

“It was nothing,” she said, “now go enjoy your party!”

And that’s what you tried to do. You spent the whole evening mingling with people and being wished happy birthday and sampling the hors d’oeuvres.

You were enjoying yourself—as much as you could, at least.

You sat down on a bright yellow chair in the corner that Layla had bought a few weeks ago—personally it wasn’t your taste, but she loved it.

Kind of like large parties and giant social gatherings that required you to have nonstop conversations with people you hardly knew.

You pulled your legs up into the chair, sitting criss-cross and hoping no one would notice you taking a quick break from the festivities.

“Told you you’d like this chair eventually.”

You looked up to see Layla standing to your right.

“I guess it’s growing on me,” you said.

She sat on the arm of the chair, pulling your head to rest in her shoulder.

“You can say your miserable, (Y/n)” she said, “I won’t be offended.”

“No,” you shook your head on her shoulder, “I’m not miserable, I promise. I’m just…tired.”

“Spencer still hasn’t called I take it.”

“Nope,” you blew out a breath, “I’ve given up.”

“I don’t know,” she said, standing up. “He might surprise you. You never know what the night may hold.”

“Why the narrator voice?” Your mouth quirked up on one side.

She shrugged, “It’s fun and i never get to use it.”

“Now come on,” your friend began dragging your chair out of the corner and towards the center of the room, “Time to for cake!”

You shrieked as she pulled you through people before abandoning the chair and going to grab a large cake sitting on the counter.

Once candles had been lit and people had been gathered, Layla handed you your cake.

“Alright, make a wish!” she yelled.

That was easy. You knew what you wanted more than anything else. You didn’t even have to think about what you would wish for when you blew the flames out.

Everyone began to sing me happy birthday and you let Layla snap picture after picture.

You knew wishes were stupid and almost never meant anything, but you couldn’t help imagining what it would be like if your wish did come true.

You squeezed your eyes shut and blew out your candles, only thinking of one thing.

I wish Spencer was here.

All the guests erupted into applause and you smiled, hoping your longing didn’t show on your face.

But god you wished Spencer was here.

Everyone finished clapping. The room fell silent for a moment, before—

“I hope you didn’t waste that on me.”

You froze. The voice came from behind you. You almost thought you imagined it, until you turned around.

Because there he was.

You blinked, trying to make sure he wasn’t a figment of your imagination. But this was real.

Spencer was standing in your living room, his hands in his pockets, looking at you how you imagined you were looking at him.

“Now that,” he pointed at your chair, smiling, “is my color.”

And that was all he got out before you were rushing towards him and into his arms.

Spencer wrapped his arms around you, laughing, lifting you from the ground and spinning you in a circle before setting you back down.

The room burst into applause for the second time that night. You almost didn’t notice over the rush in your ears as Spencer embraced you.

He pulled back just enough so that he could cup your face in his hands. “God, I forgot how beautiful you are in person.”

You had so many questions bouncing around in your mind, your thoughts racing.

You settled on the one that encompassed all of them, “How?”

“Well, y’know, there’s some distortion with iPhone cameras so you can’t expect—”

You interrupted him, “That’s not what I meant.”

“Oh, you mean the whole me being in your living room thing?” He shrugged, pulling his hands away from you and back into his pockets, “I kinda flew here.”

Spencer had flown—all the way from Los Angeles—to surprise you. You’d had no idea he was even planning this.

As if reading your thoughts, Spencer said, “I wanted to tell you so bad, but I also wanted to surprise you for your birthday so I sorta ghosted you.”

He rubbed the back of his neck. “I mean, c’mon, you know I would’ve spilled those beans.”

And that explained the not calling or texting you. You couldn’t even feel relieved that he wasn’t mad or breaking up with you because you were so floored and excited that he was here.

He had done this for you.

“Wow, I don’t know what to say Spencer,” you started, wrapping your arms around him again. “As far as gifts go, I’d say you win by a long shot.”

“Hey, I helped!” Layla shouted, putting her hands in her hips, her grin almost as wide as yours.

“Couldn’t have done it without you!” Spencer shouted back before leaning back to kiss you on the forehead, whispering “She let me into the building.”

You put your head on Spencer’s shoulder, letting him hold you. You tried to memorize everything about the way that he felt in your arms. You didn’t want this to ever end.

“So,” Spencer said, his voice rough, “How about that kiss now?”

“I guess since you came all this way…” you trailed off.

“Good,” Spencer whispered, “Because I’ve been waiting to do this since I booked the flight. Turns out I did find a good use for those miles.”

And then his lips where on yours and you forgot how to breathe.

In all the times you had imagined finally kissing Spencer again, nothing was as good as this. This was passionate and starved and full of all of the words you hadn’t said.

This was different than all of the kisses you’d shared before you’d been separated, you thought.

And then Spencer mumbled your name against your lips and you were incapable of thinking at all.

You weren’t sure how long you stayed like this until Layla’s voice interrupted you.

“Hey, I’m just as happy as anyone that you’re reunited,” she said, “but please, get a room!”

You and Spencer pulled apart, grinning like idiots. The whole room chuckled.

Spencer pulled you to the side as Layla began rounding people up and gathering decorations.

You caught your best friends eye and mouthed ‘thank you.’

She just smiled and shooed your attention back towards Spencer, pulling down a streamer.

You turned to your boyfriend.

“Well,” he said, “Before we get that room, want to give me a tour of the place?”

“You’ve seen most of my apartment on FaceTime,” you told him. “What’s there to see?”

“Some things can’t be captured over the phone,” he said, his voice becoming more serious. “Some things need to be experienced in person.”

“Spencer, if you’re talking about the shower—” You teased, nudging his shoulder.

But you caught his meaning entirely. And you agreed wholeheartedly.

“Hey that shower is a piece of art! And how little you think of me,” Spencer smiled, continuing, “I was going to wait until you showed me the bathroom before I made that joke.”

“Spencer?” You got out, through your laughter as you led him down the hall.

“Yeah?”

“I love you so much.”

“Well, I should hope so,” he shot back, “Otherwise, I spent five hours on a plane—which didn’t serve Mountain Dew, by the way—getting kicked in the back for nothing.”

You shook your head at him lovingly.

“And yeah,” he finished, “I love you too. More than Mountain Dew and Project Runway.”

You kissed him on the cheek, continuing to pull him down the hallway.

“I meant to ask,” Spencer broke the silence, “What did you wish for?”

“You,” you said, pausing. “I wished for you. All I want is you.”

“I don’t want to say ditto, but I couldn’t agree more,” Spencer teased. “All I’ve ever wanted is you….and maybe one shower.”

“Spencer!”

“Six jets! There are six jets in there, (Y/n)! Why does nobody get this?”

You just giggled and ran down the hall, leaving him chasing after you. You couldn’t stop smiling. This was the best birthday you could have ever wished for.

You rounded the corner, Spencer still calling after you, just a few feet behind you. Right behind you. Here. Yours.

“Six jets and a heated seat!”

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ˋ°•*⁀➷ hope you enjoyed my loves!! stay tuned for more spencer fics coming soon 💋🎀

also bonus text convo 🤭 —>

#spencer agnew #spencer agnew x reader #spencer agnew texts #smosh #smosh x reader #smosh imagine #smosh fanfiction #smosh games #smoshblr #fanfiction #fanfic #reader insert #x reader

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betterthanburrow · 1 year ago

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Bengals’ Social Media Admin - Instagram AU

(Bengals Quarterback! Joe Burrow x Social Media Admin! OC)

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Bengals: Happy Birthday to us 🥳

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officialskylinechili: Happy birth-Dey 🥳

username1: 56 years ago… DAMN, y’all are an old football team and still haven’t won a Super Bowl 🤣

yourinstagram: happy birthday to the best NFL team!

Chido: don’t forget it’s my birthday too!

↳ username2: why am i just finding out that me, Chido , and my favorite team have the same birthday?!

fccincinnati: Happy birthday 🎉

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CincyProblems: it looks like the Social Media Admin for the Bengals isn’t holding back today 🤣

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username1: the Bengals have the best Social Media Admin out of all the football teams!

username2: did y’all see that Twitter thread on who the identity of the Bengals social media admin could be?!

↳ username3: wait no… i didn’t see the Twitter thread,

↳ username2: so basically one of the users that got a reply from the Bengals’ Twitter account posted how they got a notification from someone with the username @.yourTwitter that had responded to their tweet and then when they clicked the notification, the reply was deleted… but then a few seconds later, the same reply was posted by the Bengal’s Twitter team. (also the Bengals’ social media accounts and Joe Burrow follows Y/N on Twitter and Instagram).

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yourfinsta: 😘 💻

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finstagramBFF: YOU’RE GETTING EXPOSED BY FOOTBALL FANS ON TWITTER!

↳ yourfinsta: WHAT DO YOU MEAN?!

↳ finstagramBFF: there’s a Twitter thread going viral about how you’re the SM admin for the Bengals 😭💀

↳ yourfinsta: oh shit 😳

joeyb_finsta: I love how you’re taking selfies on your laptop while your secret identity has been discovered!

↳ yourfinsta: shut the fuck up JOEY and help me NOT GET FIRED from MY job!

↳ joeyb_finsta: i got you the SM admin job remember that… it’s not my job to help you KEEP the job!

↳ yourfinsta: alright, if i get fired from the admin job i’ll expose your finstagram… i bet all the tiktok girls and tumblr girls would LOVE to see all the after work out shirtless mirror selfies and headband selfies 😘

↳ joeyb_finsta: i’ll make some phone calls 🙄

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Bengals: A hot debate 😂

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camsample5: If they didn’t say Lebron they wrong

username1: the SM admin is posting this to try and make us forget that her identity has been exposed 😅

↳ username2: wait… is it a BAD thing that her identity has been exposed to football fans?!

↳ username3: i wouldn’t say it’s the WORSE thing ever because she’s never posted anything that could harm her in the real world… she just posts about the Bengals on IG, Twitter, and Tiktok. the only reason it would be a “bad thing” is if she didn’t want her identity to be revealed but her social media accounts are public and are followed by Joe Burrow, so maybe she never really tried to hide her identity.

bjhill5: I got the best step backkkkk!!! Nobody can check me 🤷🏾‍♂️

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yourinstagram: everything is better in orange 🧡

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CincyProblem: miss social media admin is HOT 🥵

username1: the bengals have the funniest and most GORGEOUS social media admin… we really won!

username2: i’m a Bengals fan now because of you.

username3: the caption is right… everything IS BETTER in orange!

joeyb_9: sexy lil pumpkin.

↳ yourinstagram: PUMPKIN?!

Author’s Note:

this Instagram AU is inspired by the F1 Secret Admin Social Media AU series by @holllandtrash

if you have any requests for an IG AU, please send the requests in my Inbox and i’ll try to get the Instagram AUs published as fast as i can.

thank you all for the love and support! 🤍

#Joe Burrow #NFL #CFB #LSU Tigers #Cincinnati Bengals #Joe Burrow Fanfiction #Joe Burrow Fanfic #Joe Burrow Fic #Joe Burroe x Reader #Joe Burrow x OC #Joe Burrow x Y/N #Joe Burrow Instagram #Joe Burrow Instagram AU #Instagram #Instagram AU #NFL Fanfiction #NFL Instagram

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astars-things · 2 years ago

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY! 🎉🎉 can i have 9 with trevor zegras? thanks sm!! 💗

thank you!

9 “Look at me. I’m so proud of you”

Pairing Trevor Zegras x reader

As y/n looked down at her sleeping newborn daughter, she felt a mix of emotions. She was exhausted from the constant feedings and diaper changes, but also filled with a sense of love and wonder for this little human she had created.

At the same time, she couldn't shake the feeling of anxiety as she prepared to leave her husband, trevor , alone with their baby for the first time.

Trevor was a caring and responsible partner, but Y/n couldn't help worrying that he wouldn't know what to do if their daughter started crying uncontrollably or had a sudden fever.

As she kissed her husband goodbye and headed out for a much-needed girls' night, Y/n couldn't help but feel a twinge of guilt for leaving him to deal with the demands of their newborn.

However, as the night went on, Y/n began to relax and enjoy herself. She laughed, danced, and caught up with her friends, feeling more like her old self than she had since becoming a mother. But as the night drew to a close, she began to feel a nagging sense of worry about what awaited her at home.

As she opened the front door, she could hear her baby's cries from down the hall.

But as she approached the nursery, she was greeted by a heartwarming sight: Trevor was cradling their daughter in his arms, rocking her gently back and forth as he murmured a lullaby.

The baby's cries had subsided, and as Y/n watched her husband, she felt a sense of relief and gratitude for the partner she had chosen.

From that night on, Y/n knew that while she would always worry about her baby, she could also trust Trevor to take care of her in her absence.

As Y/n was brushing her teeth trevor came up behind her wrapping his hands around her waist

“Look at me. I’m so proud of you” he whispered in her ear Y/n felt so giddy and proud of herself

soon they both made their way into bed knowing they would be up in a few hours

#trevor x reader #trevor zegras #birthday celebration #send in requests

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iamfabiloz · 10 months ago

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Velvetvein Jumpscare!!!!

Happy Birthday Fab :)

VELVETVEINNNNN MY DEAREST VELVET OMGEEE I LOVE HER WAAAA THANK U SM DUDE I LOVE ITTTJJWJWHH 😭😭😭😭😼😼🥹🥹🎉🎉🎉🎉💕💕💕 SHES ALWAYS PERFECT IN UR STYLE U CAPTURE HER SOUR MOOD SO WELL SHAKES THIS PIECE AROUND AND YAYAYYAYAYAYAY THANKS AGAIN I ADORE THIS FOREVEERJJWJWJHWJWYAYAY

#ask #brokentranstar #for me #fav #velvetvein #forest of floods #art by others

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goldyluna · 5 months ago

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Birthday collab with @avopumpkin! 🎉🎉🎉 Happy birthday to us, bestie :33

Our birthdays are not the same day but close enough to celebrate them together every year at 26.06

This year we wanted to do a collab together and that's how this beauty was born!

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Pretty girl on the left belongs to @avopumpkin — Felicja looks so good here ahhh.

There is also something Avo wanted to tell everyone :3

"Hey guys 💖

I had so much fun with this collab <33 Also, this is the first time I drew Felicja since 2020/2021, so she finally got some love. The last time I drew her was her fullbody, and it was the only time as well lmao

I'm happy that I took this opportunity to draw her for my and Goldy's collab 💖

Happy birthday to us 💖💖"

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The boy's name on right is Raven and he is my oc (i love him sm). And together they are The Ultimate Purple Besties!

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And here is the base we used!

#birthday collab #just besties being besties #2 artists 1 base #oc #ocs #oryginal character #art collab #art #digital #digital art #base art

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thebigoblin · 2 years ago

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So I was working on a bigger, detailed piece but it's not playing nicely so here, have a little sketched Sterek doodle!

Happy happy birthday! Hope you have a wonderful day, birthday twinsy! 🎉🎂🎁💙

ONLY IF I HAD A PUPPY 😭

this is soo cute thank you ❤️❤️❤️🥺😘 and i can totally see it 🤣🤣🤣

Lmaoo imagine: Derek, unaware, working on a car or sm while Stiles and Eli are out, grocery shopping or whatever, and then they see a puppy, and hey, it's almost 25 December aka Derek's birthday (he's a Christmas baby, i'll die on this hill) so Tata why not get him a puppy? And Stiles wants to be responsible, he does, but his son has Derek's puppy eyes and goddamnit, looks like they're going to be a family of 4 now.

Stiles decides to keep the puppy at his dad's for the time being, and Eli visits everyday to give the puppy kisses and hugs. Derek is suspicious because sure, Eli loves his grampa, but this is too much, even for him, and that's saying something considering the fact that he's Stiles' kid. Still, he doesn't think much of it.

THEN COMES HIS BIRTHDAY.

(Derek eventually accepts Ellie into their home and in his heart, though it doesn't take long. He's gone the moment he sees her, and Stiles sees right through it even when Derek tries to act differently. Eli, on the other hand, keeps making elaborate cute scenes (with Grampa and Stiles' help) to win over his dad. It takes him about a week to do so).

THANK YOU GH ❤️❤️❤️ and i'm definitely having a wonderful day, especially after seeing this <3<3<3

Birthday Twinsy, thank you for this incredible gift!!!!

#sterek #derek hale #stiles stilinski #sterek fanart #Kate's Art #birthday twins!#answered asks #art

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mello0cat · 9 months ago

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Happy Birthday to me myself and I 🎉🎂

guess what?

ITS MY BIRTHDAY!!!

another older and I still have an hyper fixation over bungo stray dogs...

Butttttttt

my best friend gifted me a mug!!

not just any mug

A Harry Potter mug!!!

a good mug to drink lots of butterbeer with!

I love her sm 🥰

#harry potter #Harry Potter mug #Mug #it's my birthday #Happy Birthday to me #❤️#my best friend <3 #bungou stray dogs

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butch--dean · 1 year ago

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happy birthday taylor!!!!!!!!!!!!! hope you have the best birthday / destiel weekend!!!!!! 💕😁🫶🎉❣️💕 MUCH LOVE!!!!!

THANKS BUD 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰 I am listening to your Nov 5th playlist right now!!!!!! I love her sm

#hey did y’all know that love is stored in the mutuals???????#♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️#asks #kellyscabin

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chryzure-archive · 2 years ago

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HAPPY (early as of rn..) BIRTHDAY!!🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🎁🎁🎁💝💝🎁🎁💝💝💝💝🎁🎉🎉🎉🥳🥳🥳🎊🎊🤍🤍🤍 love chrysijacks agonies sm, are there any other horrors you are thinking of putting them through?:)? whats it like if chryzurejacks were cat people at the same time…WHO is picking the cat fights….. any songs u want to share that remind u of chryzure/chrysijacks?? who is the best -> worst gift giver among chrysizurejacks…

THANK YOU <<333333 i was jokingly talking to my sister abt celebrating our bdays w a glass of wine and then i realized. i can buy wine now. i am old enough to do that. suddenly, my jokes aren’t as funny ://

OH, ALWAYS!!!! there’s the chrysijacks agonies i’ve mentioned prior (jacks finding her dead body and getting his curse from her 🥰, jacks getting soooo fucking possessed and trying to kill chrysi over it, chrysi taking jacks’s place in the card and he has to deal with the guilt of his immortality making him cruel to his very bestest friend), BUT i always have new and improved agonies that await <333 like how i think that ummm since jacks has chrysi’s blood in him, if she were to die, his blood would start blooming w death flowers.

oh, but the fic where jacks is the human and chrysi’s the fate is so uniquely agonizing… jst bc like!!!! jacks went and killed himself (partway bc of his obsession w chrysi overtaking him, partway bc eris influenced him and killed him off bc she didn’t want chrysi to fall in love and become mortal again. long story, but she essentially also killed azure so that chrysi would become her “greatest achievement” and become a fate), but he still lingers around chrysi bc he continues to love her in his death. ((chrysi ends up getting eris to preserve his body… once a trophy husband, always a trophy husband, i guess.. jacks is somewhat touched by this gesture. there’s something very wrong with both of them)) AND THEN when chrysi loses her mind over the knowledge that she’s lost the two ppl she loves most bc of eris (her goddamn mother figure!) and she starts killing ppl indiscriminately bc of it… jacks possesses fate!jacks and kills chrysi to save her from herself…. it’s jst. so sad. then fate!jacks is left w his own fucking body taxidermied and chrysi’s dead body in his arms. how the hell is he supposed to handle this? and when he gets back to his actual world, how’s he going to look his chrysi in the eye? but you know. the agonies are sooo fun!!!

oh my god, chryzurejacks being cat ppl all at the same time is an amazing idea… i will post art of them like this later today, i think! but i think that it’s a lot of azure lounging aroudn and napping and reading books, while chrysi definitely gets hyper at times and takes a lap around the house <33 jacks will tend to curl up w chrysi, but whenever she wants to play or run around, he’s extremely displeased,,, why doesn’t she jst want to be with him ?? :(( it’s worse bc she’ll run around, and then once she settles down again, she GOES TO LAY DOWN IN AZURE’S LAP. WHERE’S THE JJUSTICE!!! JACKS WAS HOLDING HER FIRST!!!!!! <- jealousy issues. go to a therapist.

anyway, chrysi’s starting the cat fights <3 jacks walks by and she jst smacks him 17 times in the head and then bolts off. it’s more like a cat ambush, and chrysi’s winning.. jacks has a bruise now 😿azure watches this all go down from his safe little perch w a book. this isn’t his problem <333

OH, but i think that azure might also start some fun cat fights w chrysi. it’s how they flirt <3 it ends w them holding onto each other. jacks is, again, very upset by this. let him in!!!!!!!

chryzure songs rn include red with love - pom pom squad, getting by - long beard, ancient history - the crane wives, serenade - evgeny grinko, nocturnal me - echo & the bunnymen (it’s required..), wonder what you’re doing for the rest of your life - train, my girlfriend is a witch - october country, come home - willow

((the chryzure song range is sooo funny.. they have so many lives that they hold every different type of breakup within themselves… except maybe a breakup from cheating. bc they are incapable of doing that to each other))

chrysijacks songs include only wanna dance - almost monday, great! big! party! - eyeamki, love song - sara bareilles, chapstick - coin, dancing in the moonlight - king harvest, private eyes - hall & oates

a chryzurejacks song that keeps making me cry bc it makes me think of them all being friends in a modern day au is everybody wants to rule the world - tears for fears…. that song’s heartbreaking to me… i think of it like after they’ve all split off in their adult lives and they find all their photos of them hanging out in high school,,, sobsob… of course, extenuating circumstances involving a curse, a ghost, and azure’s horrible, horrible luck gets the gang back together, but. still. the nostalgia aspect makes me vv sad..

i think that chrysi’s the best gift giver (she goes above and beyond + always hand makes stuff, plus writes a nice note, plus gets more things that they wanted <33), with azure a close second (he’s a lot more subtle abt it + he just gets ppl gifts whenever he feels like it. it’s not a special occasion type thing), and then. jacks. (he exclusively gets chrysi gifts but they’re all clothing and jewelry that jacks wants to see on chrysi. not what she specifically asked for. cmon, man…)

#i know i’ve mentioned some of these songs before but most of the songs i’ve been listening to have been ur recs 💀#so it’s more associated w you than any ocs or ships <333 #.asks #s.chryzurejacks #s.chryzure #s.chrysijacks #m.moon🎀

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dandeliononthemoon · 2 years ago

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Happy happy birthday Eraaaaaa 🎉🎊

I'm so glad we met and got along so well. We've had a great year and hopefully it'll be the same this year too.

Hope you have a great day and a year. Kick ass at uni, keep yourself hydrated, focus on your mental health and just have fun

As a gift, here is a snippet from my fic (tis a Clace fic)

There were a number of things Jace had to plan and get done for the upcoming week but all he could focus on were the many many ways of ending Sebastian Verlac.

He hated it when Sebastian asked Clary for a dance. Hated the way he twirled her around the dance floor. Hated the way he made her laugh at something he said.

But mostly he hated the way Sebastian could touch her so freely. As if she was already his.

But she wasn’t. At least not yet.

It had taken every inch of his self control to stay put and not march over to them and physically separate them.

His rage was probably unjustified but that didn’t stop it from coursing through his veins and taking over his entire body.

omg pixie you remembered 🥺

thank you sm!!!!

i am so glad we met each other here and i hope we stay friends for a long time <3333

OMG YOUR CLACE FIC SNIPPET AS A GIFT PLS I LOVE THIS

I love a possessive jace, sebastian stay away from clary 🔪🔪

also i totally forgot it is his birthday too???? my legend and i sharing the same birth day will remain as one of the best things to happen to me in life

#pixie my little sun

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derekgoffard · 2 years ago

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I finished my PAPER today so I atcually had time to make this BUT----- HAPPY BIRTHDAY @ajsghost !!!!!!!!! 🎊🎊🎊🎊🎊🎊🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎃🎃🎃🎃🎃🎃🎃🎃🎃🎃🎃👻👻👻👻👻👻👻👻👻👻👻👻

#Haha I've been meaning to draw ur guys for A LONG LONG TIME OMG 😭😭😭#all of them are so incredibly made i ended up re reading all of their ask posts while looking up refs haha 😭😭#ugibkyf ANYWAYS!!!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!! 🎉🎊🎉🎊🎉🎊🎉🎊🎉🎊🎉🎊🎉🎊🎉🎊🎉🎊 I HOPE THAT YOU HAD A WONDERFUL DAY!!!!!!!!#ur always so nice!!! and interacting with u is always a joy!!!!!!#and your art is some of my favorite to see on my dash!!! 😭😭🙏🙏#ur a really cool person so i hope ur BIRTHDAY WAS COOL TOO!!!! 💪💪💪💪💪💪💪 VHHV!!!!#ALSO THANK U SM AGAIN FOR THAT COLIN ART!!!! T_T IM STILL LOOKING AT IT AND SMILING HAHA 😭🙏🙏#oc.stuff #girth.art #Ao #Cherry #also! i think its hard to tell but Ao is looking concerned at what tea Cherry is holding there LOL 😭😭#cherry is so funny.....i love her to death omg....#i would drink her teas WITHOUT HESITATION!!!! 💪💪💪💪#* instantly dies of food poisoning * GHVBJBUH 😭😭🙏

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avatar-anna · 2 years ago

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hey i love your writing sm and i was wondering if you could write about harry celebrating the readers birthday with them since it’s my birthday today🫶 tysm🫶🫶

sure! happy (belated) birthday!!🎉🎉

sorry, i went to a concert last night, hope you enjoy!

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“I wish you were here.”

“I know, petal. I wish I was there too. You have no idea how much I want to be with you to celebrate your day.”

Harry was recording in London, so he couldn’t be with you on your birthday. When he told you a couple weeks ago, you put on a brave face and told him it was fine and that you understood, but you’d be lying if you said you weren’t a little disappointed.

You and Harry hadn’t been dating for very long, but from the moment you met, you just clicked. It didn’t matter that he was a little more than a little older than you, you just seemed to understand each other in a way that no one else did. You respected each other’s space, but we're practically inseparable whenever you were together; you loved listening to him talk about his music and all the places he’s been, and he listened to you talk about your less than extravagant lifestyle as a part time nanny and full time student, which was coincidentally how you met Harry.

You were nannying for one of his friends at a party, and while you’d heard of him and thought he was handsome, you didn’t think you had a chance, not that you were really thinking about that as you changed diapers and kept the baby you were watching from spilling his food all over himself and you. As you spotted him from time to time at the party, though, you couldn’t help but think about how different you were. You technically weren’t that far apart in age, but Harry just seemed so...experienced, mature. He was certainly unlike any of the boys at your university, and that was the main difference. They were boys, Harry was a man.

And while you were off thinking about all the reasons why someone as worldly as Harry wouldn’t be interested in you, he hadn’t been able to keep his eyes off you almost the entire night. He liked that you seemed to have a gentleness about you, and obviously your beauty stopped him dead in his tracks the first time he saw you. But you also had a young face, so he kept his thoughts simply objective and focused elsewhere. When it happened to come up that you were twenty-three, his ears perked up immediately, though he wasn’t sure how he felt about that either. That whole innocent little girl and father figure man dynamic never really sat right with Harry, but there was just something about you that he couldn’t shake. He just had to know you.

So just before he left the party, he introduced himself. If I don’t see her again, it’s not meant to be, he thought. But I have to at least say hello.

As fate would have it, he did see you again, and made sure you knew he was interested.

It was strange. On paper, you shouldn’t have worked. You were extroverted and outgoing and made friends with bartenders whenever you went out with your friends. Harry was quiet and a little on the shy side, speaking softly and not very much unless it was to someone he knew very well. That all changed when he performed, of course, but offstage, he was more reserved than you expected.

And it wasn’t that you made Harry feel younger than he was, or vice versa, it was more that you balanced each other out. He taught you how to enjoy a relaxing night in and how to just be alone with your thoughts, and you showed him a good time outside of the fancy LA scene he’d become accustomed to. Some people didn’t really get how you two worked, but it wasn’t for them to get. You just worked, and that was all you cared about.

You wished Harry could be with you on your birthday. You tried to tell yourself that twenty-four wasn’t a milestone and therefore him not being with you wasn’t as big of a deal, but that only helped so much. It wasn’t just that it was your birthday, it was that you hadn’t seen him a month, either. It was the longest the two of you had been apart since you started dating, and you hated it. You’d grown attached to Harry very quickly, and his absence only made you that much more aware of that fact.

“Tell me about your plans for today,” Harry said. He looked so cozy in his Pleasing hoodie, and the fact that you couldn’t kiss and cuddle him or sneak your hands under to hug the warm skin of his torso only made you deflate even more.

Still, you mustered a smile and answered him. “Amy’s taking me out for lunch later, and I’m going with the Freemans to some party later today. Why they wanted to bring their one year old daughter to a party in the Hollywood Hills, I’ll never know, but we’ll have fun.”

“Aw, baby, I’m sorry you have to work on your birthday,” Harry said.

You shrugged. “It’s fine. It also means I’m getting paid on my birthday, so that’s a plus.”

“Well, since your real gift is still coming in the mail, get yourself to something nice. My treat.”

“Oh, H, you don’t have to do that—”

“I want to, Y/n. I feel bad for missing your birthday, so please, go crazy. But not too crazy,” he added as an afterthought.

Sometimes you didn’t know how to feel about Harry spending so much money on you. You’d had a couple conversations in the past where he said he felt like it was almost necessary. “It was kind of just expected, I guess,” he said when you asked who made him think he had to spoil you.

“They took advantage of you and your kind heart, bub,” you said. “You don’t have to buy my affection or ensure that I’ll stick around by getting me expensive things. I like you. Not your bank account.”

That made a small smile on your face, and you were happy to be the one to show him how much you appreciated him as a person with feelings rather than someone who just bought gifts. Harry was so special, you hated to think someone had taken advantage of that.

He still liked to spoil you, though, even if you did insist that you didn’t need to be. Harry kept you on your toes, though. Sometimes he would schedule you a massage or a facial, other times he would fly you somewhere for a quick trip, and one time he even rented out a movie theater for just the two of you. It was a lot sometimes, but each gesture was a sign to show that he cared.

“Okay, if you insist,” you said finally.

“I do. I really, really do.”

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A couple hours later and you were back at your place and getting ready for work. How you became a nanny for one of the richer families in LA, you had no idea, but they paid well, and their kids weren’t as terrible as you thought they would be.

It wasn’t often that you were asked to babysit at the dinner or party the parents were going to, but it did happen on occasion. Because of that you had to keep a couple nice dresses handy; you didn’t get dressed up often, but depending on where you were, the parents liked you to blend in a little.

Tonight was one of those nights where you would have to dress up, but you didn’t mind. You liked getting a little dolled up on occasion, and it helped that you actually liked your job. Did you wish you could be doing something else? Maybe, but the person you wanted to be doing them with was ln’t here, so you were fine.

Leaving at a reasonable time to be at the fancy restaurant you were told to be at on time, you weaved in and out of traffic until you were finally there. When you got there, the restaurant wasn’t rented out like you thought it was going to be for a party, but perhaps there was a back room you didn’t know about.

“Hi, I’m Y/n L/n, I’m here for the—”

“Perfect! Right this way, please.”

“O—kay,” you said, or tried to say, but the hostess was already moving.

You followed her to the back of the restaurant, but there was no back room for a party, just more tables. And when the hostess stepped to the side to show you a table, everything made sense.

“You’re here!” you gasped, not caring about the volume as you ran over to Harry.

He was quick to stand up, ready to receive you into his arms and pick you up. You didn’t kiss, just held each other while you both secretly inhaled deeply to remind yourselves what you smelled like.

“Of course I’m here, baby. Couldn’t keep me away if you tried.”

Tears spilled from your eyes then. You convinced yourself that Harry wasn’t going to be there, that you’d be spending your birthday, for all intents and purposes, alone. Seeing him and feeling his arms wrap tightly around you was overwhelming, to say the least.

“Why are you crying?”

Harry chuckled and rubbed his eye. “I’m a sympathetic crier, you know that. And I missed you. Am I not allowed to be overcome by emotions when I see you for the first time in ages?”

That had you hugging him tightly again. Harry had set you down, but you squeezed him for all he was worth, kissing the exposed skin of his chest where his button-up was open.

Once you’d hugged and kissed for a few minutes, not really caring that there were other people having dinner, you both sat down across from each other. You sat and talked and laughed, shared bites of food and held hands across the table.

“Are you my gift then?” you asked as you walked out of the restaurant. “I get to unwrap you later?”

Harry kissed your temple repeatedly, pinching your side to make you squeak with surprise. “Obviously, petal. I’ve been waiting for it all night.”

This day wasn’t supposed to be anything special, and yet it turned out to be one of the best.

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